Sorry, it was a request from someone on a discord server. I did the best that I could, with what I was given. Sorry again for the disappointment
hope you'll continue writing
But that smile froze a second later.
"Humph tunggu saja aku akan segera berlatih Arts yang jauh lebih hebat dari Arts kak Zack!"
"And may I ask why you're here?" he said instead, forcing himself to at least sound polite.
He was prety much against the was of the tyrant due old russian regime, he was imagine himself like a freedom fighter or something.
I need to talk about General. This BIRD is the most interesting character in the entire Donggong and I'm not even being dramatic. It's described as being at the height of its glory, monopolizing the Crown Prince's attention alongside Zhe Junwu, and then this CAT shows up and suddenly General has to fight for its position. The parallel is so OBVIOUS though—General represents the old guard, the established favorite, and the cat is the new threat. But here's what actually got me: Zhe Junwu's reaction. She doesn't intervene. She doesn't take sides. She just watches and laughs and says 'General has finally met its match.' This is a woman who has survived palace life and learned that sometimes the best thing you can do is sit back and enjoy the show. And the Crown Prince bestowing food on her—that's such a small gesture but it means everything. In a place where every interaction is calculated, a casual act of kindness from the Crown Prince to someone below him is practically a love confession. The dynamics here are so layered and the author never spells them out, which is exactly why they work.
When the managers saw his dress they pitied him greatly, since they have already told their boss that he had an edge above the other guy; he was penciled to appear before the boss first.
And she accepted that one! He tried to correct his mistake, but he saw Luna glare at him with sadistic eyes and had a wide scary smile on her face, with drool dripping down her teeth.
https://www.webnovel.com/book/13130266106848205/Promises%3A-Think-About-Us
He could feel it now—an invisible force, something dark and ancient, pushing him away from her, from this place. His body didn't want to be near her. The burn in his chest wasn't just physical; it was spiritual, pulling him toward something deeper. Something old. Something malevolent.
'Strike two,'Natsu thought once more.